The Web of Life

a free-verse I wrote today.

    I travel through the bamboo forest that separates the stressful cities to the calm Circle of Nature.  When I arrive at the circle, I take a quick glance behind me, and immediately sit down at my favorite spot.  Ivy carpets the ground and trees around me, and a bird chirps a small song overhead.  I sit under a curved log, with ivy acting as two lush green doorways isolating this area from anything around.  Instantly a great weight seems to have been lifted off my shoulders.  I let out a breath I had no idea I was holding, and my eyes flutter closed.  There are no noises, as if time were frozen, but a squirrel scampers up a nearby tree.  I imagine everything.  My stepmom, brothers, sisters, mom, dad, and stepdad.  They are all gone in a matter of seconds, however, for I am now deep in meditation.  Suddenly I am awake as if from a deep sleep.  The sun is now dimly glittering behind the mountains to the west, and I estimate that it is about 5:00.  My mom calls me to dinner,  and I take a deep breath.  Calm, controlled, ready.  I chuckle and slowly stride back toward my house.  Such Stress.